SEPIA TIMES

SEPIA TIMES

A Poem by WarriorElectric

I once belonged to a virgin forest
and the green snakes of infancy
They were hiding in a heart of a cheetah
that would rather die than kill to live

Foolish days, all painted in a haze
of love that was fleeting
I danced in a fire
and cried instead of escaping 

I saw the universal rainbow,
but lost the keys of the timeless Wilderness 
Since then my soul is made of sand,
carried by the warm ancient winds
In act. 

© 2013 WarriorElectric


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Superb imagery painted here, Ella...I'm really floored by your poems...I had to recite this one out, and it Felt Good. :)

Really good stuff.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WarriorElectric

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much :)
Babe Roxx

11 Years Ago

You are welcome very much. :)
wow, deep write, nicely written

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WarriorElectric

11 Years Ago

Thank you!
Wow so many images flashed through my mind when I read this. I literally felt entranced. Very impressive. Loved it :}

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WarriorElectric

11 Years Ago

Glad you liked it, love!
The opening verse and the line "sand/ carried by the warm ancient winds." are rich and evocative of something primordial yet intelligent. Very good.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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WarriorElectric

12 Years Ago

:) Thank you
Solid creative write. Good job.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WarriorElectric

12 Years Ago

Thanks!
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